Wakeing, wish you where there.
Knowing you will never be again.
Hurting, seeing only the things you saw.
Knowing that you've closed your eyes.
I messed up just like you did,
and we already know no one is perfect.
Yet you slaped me down,
So now I'm done with you.
Like a flash, or quick breath of air,
everything is gone,
everything we shared.
 
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